Starry Night Poems - Poems about Starry Night

Love on a Starry Night

starry sky above....
the ‘night queen’ perfumes the air 
as your arms wrap me~	
your warm breath falls on my neck.
wingless I fly like a bird


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STARRY NIGHT - Garden in the Sky

When eventide comes to enfold the light
Cerulean haze slither into the spiraling sky
While starlight speckled midnight's dainty face 
   'Neath the cascade of their aureolin glow 
The valley descends into slumber deep  
As lilting waves beguiled the crescent's beam
Selene's eyes delight in these astral blooms
Where dreams scaffold the myriad of stars
Forged in

upon a starry night

the warmest memories abound

Van Gogh on that starry starry night

When Vincent stumbled home that night through a drizzle of rain ~ 
what was going on inside that teeming, torturous brain?
Did he blaspheme heaven with every profanity and curse?
Or did he gaze in awe at the stars of his exploding universe,
and try to make of their blue and yellow light a poultice for his pain?

Freedom in the Starry Night

Midnight and,
far from my town's bright lights
in darkness of sky, I find solace 
in darkness of sky, I seek freedom 
I looked at the glittery trail of stars
the satellites moving as if stars are racing
the pleiades looking like a small ursa major
I lay my head on the grass
before fog comes to obscure my view
before it's

Starry Night Waltz

On the velvet mantle of night,
Twinkling, twinkling, dancing stars
Drag me toward their beat
And I no longer feel weighted by gravity.

My feet leave the floor,
My arms spread wide,
I'm flying with the stars,
Their light dictating my moves.

We waltz across the galaxies,
Spinning, whirling,
Liquid motion in the air.

The moon shines on,
Our guiding beam, 
while shooting comets leap by,
Adding notes

starry night

Starry night is out of sight
Van Gogh’s work, known day and night
He would probably have a fright
If he knew how many knew his work on sight

Van Gogh’s potential he never did see
Painted Starry night in a room under lock and key
In a mental institute beside a calm welcoming bay
An artist misunderstood by most in his

A Depiction of One Artist and His Starry Night

A Depiction of One Artist and His Starry Night

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a precarious world of indecision
a dark pallet of light
this brilliant depiction , it does scream , it cries out
blues and yellows swirl in a maze of defeat 
a crescent moon suspended in a blissful evening , hangs lone in agony
I rest within this small town of hope
my

Moonstone Melodies

Alas when love has birthed itself
Under the star kisses of a lofting sky
Luminous glittering streams
From the lavender moon 
Swathed in orchids bloom
Billowing upon your face
In sheaves of gilded transient light
Its lemony shimmer of sweet cantaloupes
Perfumes the air around your skin
Embraced by the moment between us
As celestial heavens play its aria
Of moonstone melodies
Across the space between

Vincent's Arles

20th February 1888, he left as snow fell in Paris,
seeking warmth, bright light and colour.
Provence beckoned, Arles awaited.
Cold welcome soon turned warm, Vincent keen to explore,
keen to advance painting style,
bold colours, dynamic brush strokes.
May day and the yellow house his base, hopes of a collective studio.
Daring colour adventure begins,
townscapes, countryside, ordinary people, self portraits.
23rd October,

A Starry Night

Every day, every night,
I see the starlit light.
Stars continuously twinkling,
Like glitters softly sprinkling.

I often behold the sky,
Dreaming of a time to fly.
When those objects start to shine,
I feel their presence, sheer divine.

Thinking of soaring high,
Alas, I always sigh!
Nevertheless, why do they shine bright?
What to do with my yearning sight?

In the vastness of night, I search

A Sonnet of Starry Night

Beneath a sky of velvet, deep and blue,
Where stars like diamonds twinkle, bright and clear,
My heart, a vessel, filled with love for you,
Admires the beauty that you always wear.
Your eyes, like galaxies, vast and unknown,
Reflect the universe, a cosmic sight,
Your laughter, music, sweeter than a tone,
Dispels the darkness, fills my world with light.
And as I

The Starry Night

stars
kaleidoscope across
the
night sky
while
chirping like blue robins
perched upon 
the 
starry starry night

Robert Sherriff - Starry Night

Robert Sherriff 'Australian' Author-Poet-Actor-Model-Singer/songwriter 
Robert Sherriff - Starry Night

ROBERT SHERRIFF, poet, singer, actor, - American historian, - photographer

Starry Night spoke to me about this master's work,

His life, his pain, his hurt.

To then cut his ear off, and then the final call,

Like a great actor upon the stage for one last curtain fall.


The man had the

On Starry Night

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